護花近衛 - 第110章 家宴 - 墨香閣

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Chapter 110 — Family Banquet [Desperately Calling for Monthly Tickets, Second Bonus Update]

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"Sleep... can that replenish it too?" Wei Zhao asked, incredulous.

"Child, you're overcomplicating things... Of course sleep can replenish it. Why do ordinary people sleep? For something to do? Isn't it to replenish the body's energy? The same goes for you... Although you've cultivated the Xuanyuan Dragon-Controlling Art, you're still human at heart. You haven't mutated..." Jiao Yazi looked at Wei Zhao with pity. "Don't make things more complicated than they are. It's a simple principle even a child understands..."

"Uh... I see." Wei Zhao flushed slightly. What Old Jiao said made sense; he had simply overcomplicated the matter in his own mind.

"Exactly." Old Jiao nodded. "Get some sleep. Judging by the look of you, it seems you haven't slept in a long time... Poor child. What a poor, poor child..."

That night, Wei Zhao fell into a deep sleep. It was the soundest night he had enjoyed since emerging from the cave... So sleep really could replenish his strength. When he rose the next morning, he felt refreshed from head to toe. After stretching, he went to the bathroom to wash up.

He put on the casual clothes he had bought the day before and left his room. No one was in the living room; Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu were probably still asleep. General Mighty remained faithfully stationed at the foot of the stairs leading to the second floor. Wei Zhao was somewhat curious about what a girl's room looked like, but he let go of the idea of peeking. If he was going to look, he ought to do it openly and honestly, right?

Wei Zhao opened the villa door and stepped into the courtyard. On weekend mornings, the villa district was especially quiet. The steady flow of cars seen on ordinary days had vanished, and only an occasional vehicle passed by.

"Heh..." Wei Zhao had been standing at the gate for only a short while when he saw Uncle Qing's Bentley slowly approaching and coming to a stop outside the villa.

"Mr. Lin, you're outside?" Uncle Qing nodded at Wei Zhao with a smile when he saw him at the gate.

"Uncle Qing, you're here early." Wei Zhao glanced at the time. "Yaoyao and Xiaoshu aren't up yet, are they?"

"It isn't early anymore. They should be getting ready. Mr. Lin, aren't you going to change into something a little more formal?" Uncle Qing looked Wei Zhao up and down, taking in his casual clothes.

"Me? Change into something more formal? Why?" Wei Zhao stared at Uncle Qing in bewilderment.

"Mr. Lin, you didn't know? Every Sunday, Mr. Gu holds a family banquet. In the past, Miss Gu, Xiaoshu, and I attended together, but this time Mr. Gu specifically instructed me to make sure you joined us as well." Uncle Qing explained.

"A family banquet?" Wei Zhao had not expected Gu Pengzhan's family to have such a tradition. Since he had been invited, however, Wei Zhao naturally would not refuse. "All right. But I don't have anything more formal. This outfit was only bought yesterday. Other than this, I have nothing but my school uniform..."

"Ha-ha." Uncle Qing could not help laughing. "That will do. It's a family banquet, after all, so it won't matter. Mr. Lin, get in the car first. I'll go call Miss Gu and the others."

"Oh... all right." Wei Zhao nodded, opened the car door, and took the front passenger seat.

As he watched Uncle Qing enter the villa, Wei Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly... To be honest, this was the most leisurely mission he had ever taken, and also the most inexplicable.

The old man back home had talked him into accepting a mission whose successful completion would earn him enough money to live on for the rest of his life... Yet even now, Wei Zhao still had no idea what the mission actually was.

Spend every day entertaining the young miss? Serve as her bodyguard, nanny, study companion, and human shield? It was certainly somewhat difficult, but surely there was no need to bring in a killer and agent with a file rated beyond S-class for something like this, was there?

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